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Chapter 351 The Sun is the Corpse of God! [Additional chapter for the leader, 'Sour Cabbage and Pork Stewed with Vermicelli'! ]

In the blessed land, Lin Yan killed almost all the enemies who came from this disaster.

The only remaining elder in Qifeng Mansion, Jiejin, was the second supreme elder. He was now sinking in the underworld, roaring and screaming in anger.

This evil body has densely packed eyeballs all over its body, and its eyes... are filled with extremely crazy hatred.

In his mind, with a lineup like Jie Jin, if they were in the outside world, they would be able to ambush and kill the Lord of Scenery.

But it was destroyed in one day!
"..."

Lin Yan took a slow step forward.

If the outside world encountered the current situation of Jie Jin, it would be really difficult to deal with.

But with the help of Lotus Blossoms, he can escape, and with the help of his magical power of eating air, he may be able to counterattack and kill the enemy.

But in this case, the consumption would be unimaginable.

Perhaps after killing all these powerful enemies, the evil energy gained will not be enough to consume along the way.

This time, he was placed in a blessed land, with the suppression of the Lord of the blessed land. Every strike of Lin Yan could directly kill the enemy of Jie Jin.

The evil energy consumed during this period does not exceed 20,000!

The harvest has reached more than 40,000, and after deducting various expenses, there are still 24,000 evil spirits recorded!

The evil energy he gained from killing these Jie Jin masters today was twice as much as what he gained from killing the Grand Elder of the Holy Land, the God who created the scenery, last night!
This is mainly because he showed weakness to the enemy!

Otherwise, even in this blessed land, Jie Jin's six formations would pose a huge threat to him and would be difficult to break down!
Thinking of this, Lin Yan had already walked to the top of Yama Palace, sitting in a high position, looking down.

"If Saint Master has the means, why don't you let me go and fight alone?"

Jie Jin, the second supreme elder, all his eyes were directed towards Lin Yan, looking eerie and terrifying!
"As the Saint Master of the human race, you should defeat us uprightly, only then can you be just and live up to your reputation as a Saint Master!"

"Even if you kill all of us, you can't spread the prestige of the Holy Master!"

"You know in your heart that as a Saint Master...your life is a great achievement for us."

"When you pretend to retreat, in their eyes, you are just a piece of fish on the chopping board, unable to escape the cage of this blessed land!"

"So, they could not suppress their greed, were eager for quick success, and rushed forward rashly, which led to their own confusion and the general defeat."

"If not, your ability would not be enough to break our formation!"

The second master Jie Jin said in a deep voice: "To act in this way is inevitably cunning, and it is unworthy of your reputation as a great Saint Master! Challenge me today and let me die with a sincere heart!"

boom!
suddenly!

Lin Yan slashed down with one knife!

The second master was killed and his body was cut into two halves.

The whole body has eyes, and he will die with his eyes open.

Then it was disintegrated by the Underworld!

"If you're not convinced, just hold it in!"

Lin Yan sheathed his sword and said calmly, "You used your numbers to bully the few and set up an ambush to kill me, which is common sense. Would it be a loss of reputation for me to kill you? You are about to die, but you are talking to me about morality?"

"You old immortal, you have lived too long. You really treat the younger generations of the human race as if they were just hot-blooded, reckless and brainless brats who have just started out!"

As he thought about this, he closed his eyes slightly and felt the harvest.

Killing the second master of Jie Jin brought more than 19,600 evil spirits, which is approaching 20,000!

And this strike just now consumed 6,480 lines of true energy!

Earned 13,120 evil spirits!

More importantly, many of the methods used by these guys in the robbery of ashes to ambush and kill the Holy Master rely on the treasures bestowed by the old gods!
And now, these powerful weapons all belong to him, Lin Yan!

But there is another, even bigger killing weapon, and an even more powerful evil spirit, at the bottom of the abyss.

This is an ancient being, and it also has an understanding of the ancient history of the human race.

"Xuan Zun, this is our first meeting. I apologize for being rude."

Lin Yan took a step forward, lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, and he arrived above the abyss.

He drew out his sword and said calmly, "I used my sword several times just now. Xuanzun saw it clearly. Do you have any suggestions?"

"If you feel that my skills are superficial, please tell me. I will correct them when I cut, so that you can feel more comfortable."

"If Xuanzun is satisfied, I will strike you in the head first?"

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Under the abyss.

Xuanzun’s huge body kept struggling.

On the tortoise shell, patterns appeared, shining brightly.

He roared towards the sky, and the sound of his roar shook all directions.

Some of the previously built buildings were shaking constantly and almost collapsed.

But the next moment, a large number of roots stretched out from the countless turbid air at the bottom of the abyss and bound him tightly.

"Stop struggling and accept your fate."

Lin Yan said calmly, "This new owner of the blessed land is not Lord Qingling."

"..."

Xuanzun's eyes became increasingly cold. He had already noticed that the master of the blessed land was not Lord Qingling, so he seemed so angry.

Since the owner of the blessed land is not the Qingling Lord of the past.

Then the Taoist oath made in the name of Lord Qingling is naturally false.

He has existed in the world for six thousand years, yet he was deceived by the younger generations of humans.

"After all, Xuanzun is too arrogant."

Lin Yan said calmly: "You rely on the old god's magic items, your six thousand years of practice, and your nearly perfect inner vision, so you are not afraid of the threat of Jie Jin!"

"But you're still not as cunning as Jie Jin!"

"In Jie Jin's eyes, killing the human race's Saint Master is the top priority, and we must do our utmost!"

"But some of Jiejin's top leaders believe that killing the Saint Master is not difficult."

“So after the Saint Master’s death, they probably still have the power to kill the Scenery Creator!”

"The treasure sent by Jie Jin contains the magic from the old god of Linhai City, which can restrain Xuan Zun's treasure!"

Lin Yan said calmly, "Xuan Zun's cooperation with Jie Jin is ultimately courting disaster."

At the same time, the shadow of the Skyfire Palace suddenly disappeared!
I saw a willow tree growing towards the sky.

At the tips of the branches, golden lotus flowers bloom.

"This is the first time I have combined the Supreme Guardian Object, and I lack the nine golden lotus petals. Naturally, it is far inferior to the heyday of Lord Qingling."

Xiao Liuzun waved his branches, feeling quite satisfied, and thought to himself, "Originally, it was extremely difficult to suppress Xuanzun who possessed the old god's magic weapon."

"But Jie Jin sent a large amount of incense, which made up for many of my shortcomings, which is equivalent to adding a hundred years of Taoism."

It laughed loudly, waving its willow branches, and the sound reached the end of the abyss.

"Jie Jin's arrangement this time is to kill the Saint Master at all costs!" "However, Jie Jin's leader left a message. After the Saint Master dies, if Jie Jin's strong men still have some strength left, I will use this method to restrain Xuan Zun's treasure!"

"In this way, relying on the six high-ranking members of Jie Jin and the six formations, they are enough to kill Xuan Zun!"

As the voice fell, willow branches were heard waving and whistling: "In fact, whether the power of the Dao oath given to you is true or false, it has no effect! The Dao oath I made in the name of Lord Qingling is not to attack you, the Xuanzun... but I didn't say that I won't entangle your old divine artifacts!"

Xuan Zun struggled continuously and roared.

There is brilliant golden light in the body, but it is entangled by endless roots!

“Of course, I am not Lord Qingling, so… the old god’s magical artifact that trapped you can also trap your physical body!”

"Earlier, Jie Jin promised that after Xuan Zun's death, his body, which was refined by six thousand years of cultivation, would be buried in a blessed land, and your old divine artifacts would belong to me."

The willow branches waved, and he said, "They only want the 1,600 cloud-winged birds in your dojo!"

"Now……"

Lin Yan raised his hand slightly and said calmly: "These 1,600 cloud-winged birds also belong to me!"

"You won't survive!"

Suddenly, Xuan Zun spoke in human language, and said in a grim voice: "The human race... is destined to be the food for the demon races and evil spirits in this era."

"In this world, humans are just nutritious prey and walking medicine. You should be fragile and let others devour you!"

“Even though the old gods are controlled by the ancient immortals, they also don’t want the human race to escape from their control!”

"As the Saint Master of the human race, you bear the fate of the human race and are the backbone of the human race. No matter when and where... all the powerful beings in the world, whether gods, demons, evil spirits, aliens, etc., will not allow you to exist!"

"I am only the first sea demon king who has broken through the sea defenses and crossed the starry sky to kill you!"

“But the kings of the sea, the evil masters of all parties, and the ancient gods will not give up.”

"This is a fight between races, but also a fight between destiny. There is no reconciliation!"

Xuanzun raised his head and said, "You will definitely die! From ancient times to the present, any 'existence' that has undertaken great fortune will eventually die!"

"Any last words?"

Lin Yan suddenly spoke up and said calmly: "I will try my best to complete it for you... Of course, if you just want to kill me, the Saint Master, then there is no need to say it."

Xuanzun fell silent, and finally spoke, "In fact, I can return to the sea and never enter Qifeng Mansion again... I will leave behind the old god's magic objects and the 1,600 cloud-winged birds I raised, and they will all belong to you!"

Lin Yan said calmly: "Kill Xuan Zun, and everything will be mine!"

Xuanzun paused and said slowly: "I can teach you how to raise the Cloud Wing Bird and tell you about the origin of the Cloud Wing Bird's bloodline."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then said: "If Xuanzun is willing to help me solve my doubts and let you return to the sea, it is not a bad idea."

"..."

Xuan Zun's eyes suddenly dimmed and he did not respond.

"Xuan Zun has lived for such a long time, and I am only 20 years old. Even if I speak against my conscience, I cannot hide it from you."

Lin Yan suddenly laughed, his eyes cold, and said: "You destroyed the large clean land of Haiya, ruined thousands of lives of my human race, and caused more of my human race to be exiled to the clean land... As a saint master of the human race, I will not be able to calm down if I don't kill you!"

Silent for a long while.

Immediately, Xuan Zun spoke up and said, "Since you are determined to kill me, why do you think I am willing to help you solve your doubts?"

Lin Yan held up the Zhaoye Divine Sword and pointed in the direction of the willow tree.

"Lord Qingling died at an early age, and not even his soul remained. Only a trace of regret remained."

"Not long ago, this blessed land reappeared in the world, and the remnant of Lord Qingling was revived."

After a pause, Lin Yan continued, "And my human race has a method that, before dying, splits the dojo and turns it into a pure land to protect all living beings."

"I can give you a method to split the dojo and add a pure land to my human race."

"As long as you accept death voluntarily, I can keep a trace of your soul. This will give you a greater chance of reviving than Lord Qingling."

Following Lin Yan's voice.

Xuanzun suddenly sneered.

"Kill me first? Then keep a wisp of my soul and wait for the one in a million chance of revival?"

"Even if I am revived, will the new me still be me?"

"Even if I revive, how many years will I have to wait? Even if I can really wake up, how much of my abilities can I retain?"

"It's just a new evil spirit. A human from your race who is at the Qi Refining Stage could possibly kill me!"

When Xuanzun's voice fell.

Lin Yan frowned slightly and said, "If one day you are reborn, all your past will be forgotten!"

"When you are reborn in the future, go straight into the sea and no longer be an enemy of our human race. Then the human race will not kill you."

When he said this, a look of mockery appeared in Xuan Zun's eyes.

Lin Yan knew the deep meaning in his eyes and said slowly: "I, the Saint Master of the human race, may not be able to live forever in this world, but after I die, I will definitely have a place in the history of the human race."

"In the name of the Holy Master, I leave this will to future generations. If you are able to revive, the human race will never stop you."

“No matter how many thousands of years it takes, as long as human civilization exists and the name of the Saint Master still exists, this promise can be passed down.”

"Anyway..."

After a pause, Lin Yan said: "With this strike of mine, I will either completely kill you, or leave a trace of your soul behind!"

He said calmly: "Do you want to die completely or die 99% of the time? It's your choice!"

Xuan Zun remained silent for a moment before he said, "When you use your sword skills, cut directly at my neck... Make sure the tortoise shell does not break!"

"Don't worry, Xuanzun. Since I was a teenager, I have been slaughtering livestock in the slaughterhouse during the day and beheading evildoers in the Heavenly Monitoring Department at night."

Lin Yan said solemnly: "In recent years, I have killed countless people and slain countless demons... No matter what race they are, as long as they are killed by my sword, it will be a pleasure and a quick and clean one!"

The little white ape came closer, nodded quickly, and said, "Yes! My master is very experienced in killing people, beheading demons, exterminating evil spirits, and exorcising monsters. He is rare in the world and has received rave reviews!"

"His swordsmanship brings pleasure, never pain... No one who died has ever expressed dissatisfaction with my master's swordsmanship!"

"I'm sure you won't be dissatisfied at all when I cut you with the knife later!"

"As long as Xuanzun can answer my master's doubts, you can go on your journey with peace of mind. We agreed to chop off the head, not the tortoise shell."

Before it finished speaking, Lin Yan picked it up and threw it aside.

Xuanzun fell silent.

Then the Holy Master's voice was heard coming from above.

"Cloud Wing Bird, which god's bloodline is it?"

"..."

Xuanzun was silent for a moment, then said, "The sun in the sky is the corpse of an ancient god!"

He raised his head and said slowly: "In the ancient legend of the Xuanwu clan, it was the God of the Sun who was punished by heaven, and his blood splashed and polluted the white clouds..."

"The white cloud carried the divine blood that symbolizes the scorching sun and turned into a bird with golden wings and three legs under its belly."

"Over the long years, the bloodline of the Cloud Wing Bird has become thinner and thinner, and its golden body has gradually faded, and it no longer has a third leg."

"The demon king in the depths of the sea has long been submerged in the sea, unable to see the sun, so he raises cloud-winged birds and keeps them in the temple, so that they can become the sun, moon, and clouds, and reproduce their race forever."

(End of this chapter)